Aunt Fang was annoyed, released her spiritual power, and made a back somersault with the rope.

The arrow brushed her cheek and she stood firmly on the rope.

Looking at Chu Ling's clear eyes that saw through everything and ye's surprised expression, aunt Fang's wrinkled face was no longer simple.

She smiled coldly, making people have a gloomy feeling, "you already know?"

"Your disguise skills are too bad." A 60 year old village woman who lives on crops will not have so white and tender hands, especially in the Chu family. When she turns around, she puts a calculated radian on the corner of her mouth.

Aunt Fang's eyes suddenly became Yin sting, "in that case, you will die!"

Her hands spread out in front of her chest, and the fireball grew larger and larger with her extended hands. Even if they were tens of meters away, Chu Ling and they still felt the pressure of the heat.

If you are hit by this fireball, you will shed a layer of skin if you don't die.

However, in addition to Ye's concern, Chu Ling and them are very calm.

"Poof!" Just as aunt Fang was about to hit the fireball at them, her chest was stuffy and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The fireball disappeared, and her spiritual power was gradually depleted. Her body shook and almost fell off the rope.

Aunt Fang stabilized her figure, covered her chest and opened her puzzled eyes. What's going on? The heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and the pain made her unable to breathe.

"You, when are you?" This symptom should be poisoning. Aunt Fang glared at Chu Ling. When did she poison her? Why didn't she notice at all?

"Now that I have seen through your disguise, how can I do nothing?" Chu Ling narrowed her eyes slightly, and the faint pure light showed inadvertently between opening and closing.

Damn it, aunt Fang wiped the corners of her mouth and released her spiritual power again.

She held her right hand high and her whole body was surrounded by flames. "Even if she dies, I will take you to be buried with her."

The air began to get hot, and even the wind felt hot on the body.

Chu Ling raised her hand to block the hot wind. She was poisoned and could release such strong spiritual power. This person's cultivation is estimated to be above the spiritual refiner.

"The land of fighting spirits, how can you be presumptuous here?" A tornado hit aunt Fang with the sound.

Aunt Fang's defense was easily broken. She was hit heavily in the abdomen. Before she could say a word, she fell off the cliff.

Everyone was stunned. When they came back to God, they looked around, but they didn't see the speaker.

"Miss, what was it just now?" Cotton clouds also looked around in the fog.

He can break aunt Fang's defense without seeing him. How high is this man's cultivation?

Chu Ling's eyes are fixed on somewhere. Is this his strength? This blow, he deliberately let her see the gap between them and gave her a reminder.

"Xiao Ling..." ye turned to see Chu Ling's gloomy face, pursed her lower lip and asked, "is she angry with her mother?"

Aunt Fang was fake. She didn't even see it. If Xiaoling hadn't found out and been on guard against her, they might have been killed.

But she couldn't figure out why someone would pretend to be aunt Fang? And know that Chu Lang saved her more than ten years ago?

Hearing Ye's voice, Chu Ling smiled at her, "how could it be! It's not my mother's fault to be a fan. "

"But since this aunt Fang is fake, is it really aunt Fang?" Chu lanyue thought and asked.

But later, she didn't say anything. She just looked at Ye carefully.

Even if Chu lanyue didn't finish her words, others knew and guessed that the fake aunt Fang knew what happened to ye and his wife that year, which showed that she had contacted the real aunt Fang.

It's not a short time for them to pretend to be aunt Fang, but they're not sure whether aunt Fang will be killed.

Ye Shi lowered his eyes and hid his worry in his eyes. Aunt Fang regarded her as her daughter. After she and Chu Lang left aunt Fang, they never had a chance to go back to see her.

Now she is involved because of them. It's hard to predict her life and death. She really feels guilty.

Aware of Ye's thoughts, Chu Ling pulled her hands and found her hands cold. She said softly, "Mom, after the fighting spirit meeting is over, I'll accompany you to Aunt Fang's hometown."

The people posing as aunt Fang are obviously not from the Chu family. Their enemies are really inexplicable! Chu Ling couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Chu Ling, the first of them to cross the cliff, the people opposite seemed to be surprised at what had just happened and didn't care.

But the eyes always unconsciously looked at mianyun, and there was a big shock in his heart, especially the three brothers and sisters of the Chu family.

How many attributes did she use when she crossed the cliff? Three, yes, three.

Gold, wood and water, that is to say, she is the root of three spirits?

People without spiritual roots are a waste, but more spiritual roots are also a waste. Their attributes are too miscellaneous to practice.

But that servant girl, she is a three spirit root attribute, but she can rise two levels a year, and she can use it freely. How high talent can she do it?

However, even if the servant girl's talent is very good, the wild seed is still a waste without spiritual power.

Knowing this, after seeing the confrontation between her and the owner, they didn't dare to deal with her rashly, which made them very angry.

After watching a good play, the masked man looked at the opposite and thought deeply. Chu Ling was too smart to cheat her. He really had to work hard.

Ignoring the hot eyes opposite, Chu Ling walked towards the last level.

After about a cup of tea, they saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting on their right hand.

At this time, he leaned against the back of the chair, folded his legs on the table in front, holding the wine pot in his arms, and was sleepy.

"Miss, isn't this?" Mianyun pointed to the old man and was surprised that he would appear here.

"Do you know that man?" Chu lanyue saw from mianyun's expression that they should have had contact with the old man.

Chu Ling hooked her lips and walked towards the old man, "it's true!"

Hearing the footsteps, old Guo narrowed his eyes and opened a gap. Then he yawned and put down his legs. "Finally, I'm coming. I'm almost asleep."

"Old Guo, why are you here?" Chu Ling took the lead in greeting.

The old people who can appear here must be from the Holy Spirit college.

Old Guo opened his hair and looked at Chu Ling carefully, "eh! You are not... "

After recalling it, he stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "we really have fate!"

Without waiting for them to speak, old Guo said, "this last pass is very simple. It's to touch the bone and look at the age. The participants will put out their hands."

"Sister LAN Yue, come first." Chu Ling turned to Chu lanyue and said.

"OK." Chu lanyue didn't refuse either. She took the lead and reached out to old Guo.

Old Guo just touched it and nodded, "before twenty, go over!"

Mianyun glanced at Chu Ling. After receiving her permission, she came to old Guo.

Old Guo touched mianyun's hand, and his eyes were a little surprised. "Twelve years old, five levels of enlightenment, girl talent is good!"

Mianyun scratched his head and was a little embarrassed to be praised by old Guo.

Finally, it was Chu Ling's turn. Old Guo touched her hand, but he didn't speak.

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